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You don't need my permission at least, young padawans must train and improve in any which way they can.

Btw, we haven't seen Kamen Rider around these parts recently.

Good, now I can easily take over the IS sub-forum, WEHEHEHEHE~!!!

Just as planned.

Here's sample of the cameo

Spoiler for Because it's not awesome enough:

"And this, gentlemen, is why I thanked your ancestor for naming your beloved military force Japanese Self-Defense Forces” Under the shadow, one of the American officer commented “And I meant it, honestly. Holding the valor of feudalism in a time like this is really-really scary”
“While that sounds a bit too direct, Commander, I believe it is true” Other commented, but winced “Did they erase ‘wanton violence against women’ article in the rule yet?”
“Wanton violence against women? How the hell that rule enacted in the first place? IS fight is held by women for women…wait, it doesn’t cover about men participating though…”
“Maybe he meant it as joke, the girls are scary when they angry”
“HOOHH~!” the audience’s reaction was full swoon as two IS, it’s pilot both are fully armored, beating the crap out of each other in such a fashion that real competition looks like a dance.
“[Folding Razor sure is interesting eh? Switching between a pinch and a meat knife]”
“[Say a guy who use a jackhammer as his signature weapon]”
“Both of you, it’s enough” clapped hands, the so-called referee, Lt. General Yuuki Saibai, laughed.
“[……You sure I have to stay in your place?]”
“[Remind me again which one of us is less immune-]“
“[Okay, just… please stop there]”
Sharing a (bro)fist, they walked together into the armored container and had there is clamped tight.
And when their mask slides, another crazy reaction occurred.
Including a spy secretly peeking from the control room, purposefully emptied for security reason. But of course some of the better spies are good crackers as well.
Waltzing outside the base while wearing proper uniform, and even forged ID. The Spy made his way easily out of lightly guarded base, he began to pull his comm. link.
“Kamizame here reporting, it was confirmed that-“
“Caught you, box” the ‘Australian Old man’, better knew as Hawk, grinning as he summon himself from the shadow, startled the spy in process.
“Tch”
The silent standoff happened as the two men fiercely looked each other.
“An amateur security agents has nothing to do with my business, Hawk”
“Well, sure thing, but I‘m not important enough to present in the post-demonstration debriefing, so I’ll do what I should do” the Australian Agent fold his glasses “Maintain security and secrecy, Box”
“Then catch me if you can, and my name is not Box”
He disappears with a glimpse, leaving the JDSF uniform behind.
“Looks like you guys aren’t called Combat Bakers for something, looks like we lost-” Hawk chuckled and left the silent corridor, wore his sunglasses again, which actually green-tinted night-vision glasses “a box”

*YEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH*

You know, I broke my jaw punching myself when I write this. In my imagination, Hawk is more like Caruso in CSI Miami while Box is...er...James Bond?

Uhm, hate to burst your bubble, but I'm not that badass. Remember my "Agent" is more like the office delivery guy, only older? -_-;;;

Hmm, well, since my story (To-Love-Ru STRATOS) is rather obscure here's the explanation (especially for ya Hawk).

> A Fictional country named "Deviluke" open themselves to Australia about a year prior to the story.

> At the same time, Jade Metal Lyman (Australia) and Shanghai Steel (Chinese) also create a Joint Operation of IS Development (although more like Australian guided by Chinese), 'Outback Screamer' and 'Jia Long' born from that Joint Development. Those Corporations are borrowed from Front Mission.

> There's a gap of one month between Chapter 4 and 5 (I'll fix it), LingYin visit Australia, and the self-fulfilling challenge story you write currently happens during that time. There's a trope for that: Took A Level in BadAss

> Due to the [Classified information], Agent Hawk has been promoted, ironically, his first job is escorting Australian first IS pilot...which is a Male, to China.

> Len, the pilot, is a Childhood friend of Lala, Princess of Deviluke, who smuggling herself to Japan, in a grand search for her mother. For convenience, Len was sent to retrieve her discreetly, which of course, dragging Hawk in the mess

> The chaotic situation happened in chapter 7 and 8 allowed Len and Hawk to slip out after convincing Lala, Hawk met Ling once again shortly before he escape.

> and the twist in chapter 9 (TAAAAABBAAAAAAAAAAAANNEEEE!!!!!) made the plot stir further, once again, Hawk is Len's official 'bodyguard' every time he went to foreign countries. Bodyguard in this sense refer to a party escort of sort, not the one that fighting assassin etc. and by mean of Caruso, I mean the portrayal hehe. Yes, a cool, awesome delivery man.

> The cameo samples happened in future, unspecified chapter which also as Combat Bakers (from Box's Infinite Stratos Kamizame) made their move...as even Box emphasize that in face of Large Organizations as a whole, Hawk is still 'an Amateur Security Agent'. But hey! Since when IS talk about large organization unless necessary to the plot? They always talked about specific individuals...

BTW, here's summary of my original ISes which will appear in the future chapters, some of the pilots has yet to be decided.

Spoiler for how unoriginal:

> 閃 (Hirameki = Flash): Generation 2.5 Military Grade IS fielded by JSDF, undergo special Overhaul and issued to a classified personal IS user Mid-August. based on Uchigane.

> 秋星 (Akiboshi = Autumn Star): A rogue IS appear during cannonball incident, attack both parties. First appeared on Canadian Airspace. Probably related to Raphael Series, considering it's overall shape.

> Arctic Star = Canadian Gen-2.5 Military Grade IS, undergo same overhaul as Hirameki in Japan. Based on Raphael Zero / White Knight.

> PECOS (Sinner, often called Peke): Strange robot with perfect mimicry / morphing ability, often in form of clothes. Built with an IS Core and has children-level Artificial Intelegence.
> COCCINADIABVLVS (Scarlet Devil): Devilukean Gen-3.25 IS frame with no core, based on outback Screamer Prototype, later merged with Peke to form a complete IS.

Running in the house corridor, Chifuyu and Maya barged in to Ichika's room, as traces of activation ended up here, right in the Orimura residence.
Chifuyu: "Ichika!"
Madoka was giggling and moaning as she awaken from her slumber, covering herself with the bed-sheet while Ichika sat on the other edge of his bed, smoking. He's only in his bermuda.
Madoka: "Go back to sleep, Ichika"
Ichika: "Oh, Chifuyu-nee, I live to your expectation, I've got myself a girlfriend you see?"
Maya and Chifuyu clapped hands.
Maya and Chifuyu: "Congratulations"

Yes, it has been a hard few weeks trying to write, especially with the stress of a new job and a new idiot neighbor.

Quote:

The building was historically the Center for Automotive Excellence, and was originally meant to test and refine cars. After the advent of the Infinite Stratos, it became the only facility in Australia that could test IS metallurgy and construction that was open to the public. Technically, we had a few other facilities that could do this, but they were property of our military, and thus too secure to allow a foreign national IS representative to set foot in. Since Australia had only one IS, our army was always looking for unique ways to counteract enemy IS attack if we--whoops, you didn't hear that from me...

Linyin seemed docile enough when she summoned her IS <Shenlong> for the metallurgy tests. I'm not a tech genius, but apparently what they were currently testing was how 3rd generation IS armor fared after data decompression. Apparently, the physical aspects of an IS can be turned into pure data and stored in that form as Quantum Nonohon-no-bits--or was that Quagmire Nanobits? Anyway, something to that effect. As I said, I'm not a genius so it's all greek geek to me.

"This is stupid," Linyin complained as the laser depth scanners traced the outer shell of her armored suit, a process that required her to stay completely still. "Couldn't they just send <Shenlong's> specs from my country to your country?"

"I'd say it's a matter of trust," I replied, strongly resisting the urge to poke fun at her. Remembering that her IS could flatten my skull within six picoseconds helps, really. "China trusts Australia enough to do it's own studies on your IS."

"Don't so cynical," I answered, but she actually had a valid point. China is chummy with us, but not THAT chummy. Still, like hell I'm stepping into that potential political landmine.

The analyst at the laser control gave a thumbs-up signalling the end of the armor depth testing. That study would eventually backflow into the Australian knowledge base on IS design and construction. One of the reason Australia's IS <Outback Screamer> is often termed a 2.75 Generation IS is because it has features and capabilities close to the newer 3rd-Generation designs like <Shenlong>, but not quite.

It's sort of like comparing an upgraded computer with a brand new one--they can probably perform the same things, but the upgraded one is a product of trial and error, and has lots of extra parts hanging off it, while the new computer is more streamlined. I guess you could look at Australia and China's IS designs in that way. The Frennch Rafale Revive series technically count as 2.25 generation IS by comparison, and a custom version would be about the same as <Outback Screamer>'s 2.75 generation in terms of specs.

No, I didn't make this up. Sam already went through this process while strongly reminding me that if I messed up and Linyin wanted to kill me, there was no way that <Outback Screamer> would be able to protect me from the consequences, even if it was right next to me.

"What's next?" I turned to the tech as I walked toward the <Shenlong>.

"Weapons testing," the scruffy tech explained as his comrades put away their testing gear. <Shenlong> did not walk, but floated almost daintily toward the area the techs were indicating. "We need to test out how those Impact Cannons work."

"There's a firing range here?" Taking a step back, I was a bit worried. True, the Center was vast. But it was an Automotive research institute first and an IS testing institute second. Why they hell did it have a weapons range? "Where is it?"

"Your bloody arse is standing on it."

I meekly tiptoed off the grid and behind the testing console. Wait, is that twin-tailed devil snickering at me AGAIN?!?

"I'm perfectly happy to blast an annoying old man if he wants to."

Cocky and confident and annoying. Gah, I'm actually getting used to that shrill little voice.

There was a click as walls were raised from the floor. A side-effect of IS technology was that a lot of applications later became commonplace. Onesuch was the shield systems, a lot like science-fiction force fields. They were used to repell impacts from high-velocity objects. Since they took a huge amount of power fields couldn't be used on vehicles other than IS, but facilities could generate low-level versions of it.

In this case, the 'walls' that came up to close off the firing range were little more than aluminum and steel shutters. However, they generated a low-level field like the <Shenlong>'s own shields. Basically, an invisible barrier to keep fragments from injuring anyone else in the center.

Despite risking being a target myself, I couldn't help myself. "Could you make sure you hit what you're aiming at?"

There was a giggle. "Are you afraid I'd kill you by accident?"

"Not really. It's just that my blood tends to leave a hard to clean big ugly stain on shiny surfaces. Like this center," I kept a straight face saying this. "One that your government will make you clean up."

Oh, that got her. The utterly perplexed what-the-hell-I-don't-know-how-to-answer-that look on her face was worth it.

"Targets up."

The pop-up targets appeared.

I was expecting to hear a powerful blast. Instead, I almost heard a squeak out of Linyin's voice. A very unexpected squeak.

"...kangaroos?

There was a long, awkward silence. The techs, scruffy and manly and bogan as can be, looked...a bit nervous. Ah hell, someone's got to put his foot down.

"...you want me to kill those kangaroos?"

"They're less than a meter tall, so they're Wallabies."

"That's not the problem!!" Linyin looked straight at me with--is that utter dread? From the twin-tailed devil? "You want me to use the Impact Cannon on kanga--wallabies?"

"Yes." I answered, flatly.

You see, I swear she's just doing this cute girly won't-hurt-a-fly routine on purpose to win sympathy points. Probably so we can cut the testing short and she can run anuck somewhere. I should know, I've had more than one girl pull that trick on me before.

Actually, now that I have a few seconds to think about it, I realize that most people worldwide think of those bloody Roos and Wallabies as cute critters that have babies in their pouches and hop aroudn being cute and neighborly in this oddball land called Australia. That is FAR from the truth. Think about this: Kangaroos and wallabies are common in Australia. VERY common, in fact.

Like rabbits, only bigger and meaner.

They also tend to eat more than rabbits, so when a herd of kangaroos visits a farm out in the ouback--well, there's going to be some very angry farmers. There are seasons when hunting kangaroo is legal, in order to cut down the population to a manageable size. No, we don't hunt them all down, but there's got to be something done. They're not an endagered species by any definition of the word--well, some specific breeds of Roo are, but that's not my point.

Think about it, culling the population of roos and wallabies should be no more disturbing than hunting down an overpopulation of wild dogs or cats.

And since the Automotive Centre of Excellence is a civilian centre and not a military one, obviously they wouldn't be putting up targets of human beings. So wallabies it is.

Linyin repeated: "Kangaroos?"

"Wallabies." I repeated back. This is getting really Awkwaaaard~~~~ "Just shoot them already."

Next to me, the scruffy tech's eyes went wide, but I glared back at him.
I know what I'm doing, dammit.

"But they're..."

"What? Cute?" I scoffed at her. "An adult kangaroo's kick can disembowel a grown man. You try equating that with cute."

The scruffy tech next to me mouthed: 'are you bloody serious?'

"She's an IS Representative Candidate. This is a hell of a time to play squeamish." I whispered back at him.

"You said they were wallabies!" Lin was still hesitant--is she actually freaking out?

I was starting to lose my temper. Oh no wait, I already lost my temper on the drive down from the airport. I'm actually feeling suicidal because this girl who's capable of such meanness and mass destruction is balking at the thought of vaporizing cardboard cutouts of wallabies.

BLOODY FREAKING WALLABIES.

Glaring back at Linyin, I crossed my arms. "Represenative Candidate, why do you think your country asked you to perform target testing here?"

The mention of 'Representative Candidate' seemed to shake her resolve even more. "That's a mean thing to say to a girl."

Ten...nine...eight...seven...

"You know it's not even a real wallaby. What's the problem?"

Linyin was silent, but I didn't know whether she was going to own up.

The scruffy tech was tapping my shoulder. "Uhm, if she doesn't want to do it we can change those targets into plain old bullseyes."

Too bad I wasn't having any of it.

"So you're telling me you can't shoot a paper target," I was growling, teeth grinding, and starting to feel the onset of ulcers in my gut. "But you don't have a problem trying to chop someone's head off?"

"As if I'd do that!" She screamed at me, shrilly. <Shenlong> turned away from the targets straigh at me. Meaning that I was dead in the Impact Cannon's sights.

"Isn't that what you do in an IS battle?" Uh-oh. I was angry. And when I'm angry I start saying stupid things. Stupid things that normally get my guts beaten out of by whoever I say them to. But I can't help NOT saying those things to people who tick me off.

Besides, I tend to beat the other guy's guts out, too. Wait, why am I talking about this?

Linyin's face was red as beetroot. "It's not the same thing!"

I kept my face cold. "You're being hypocritical for a little kid."

"HAVE YOU LOST THE PLOT, MATE?!?" The tech looked about to wet his pants. Actually, was that the <Shenlong>'s Impact Cannons starting up?

"Mean old man." Linyin sobbed, just like a child. "You mean, MEAN old man!"

<Shenlong> then bolted out the Centre's door, even as the techs were screaming still. Some of them were on their phone--not to the police, as I heard one of them screaming for his mother.

Oddly, I felt ridiculously calm, even as I saw the IS tear straight into the Melbourne skyline. For some strange reason, what I was thinking of was whether I was now officially fired from ASIO.

My mobile phone rung. It was Sam's number.

Oboy, here it comes. I hit 'recieve' on my mobile phone.

"~~~WHAT THE HELL DID YOU TELL HER, Y'DUMB GALLARD?"

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Good news: The Chinese government haven't heard about what just happened in Melbourne and ASIO is going to keep it that way.

Bad news: Sam has been very descriptive about what he plans to do to my head, my lungs, my brains, and other vital parts of my body if I do not un-frack this situation and fast.

Specifically: his words were "Why was I COLOSSALLY STUPID enough to leave this all to YOU?! Why? WHYYY?!?"

That basically boils down to me finding Linyin and bringing her back--in Sam's own words HAPPY!--before she goes and destroys something of interest, which right now could be anything.

<Shenlong> wasn't exactly designed for supersonic long-range flight, but it's still liable to get pretty far. If she's decided to head south toward Tasmania, it could be trouble, since I didn't relish crossing the ocean to go after her.

North would be another issue entirely. That's a lot of desert to be searching through.

You're wondering why I haven't just bothered to check with the ASIO abotu a satellite view? Well, a few things: An IS can jam surveillance if it wanted to. We never got to check if <Shenlong> had that ability before I sent Linyin off crying. Second: If ASIO could see <Shenlong> flying around, then so woudl the Chinese--meaning they knew what happened and we were all in deep pudding poo.

Third: Considering how mad Sam was--and it didn't help that his Ex-Wife apparently slapped another injunction order on him just this morning--I don't think I would have gotten much help. Once he calms down he'll probably offer the help assuming the first two cases I mentioned above weren't a problem. But right now, he just wants to strangle me to death.

The short and petite assistant homeroom introduced herself, sigh, even though she’s short and thus petite –why I’m repeating it??- her incredibly-sizable assets are distracting.

Hey, even my niichan is interested! Uh, it’s not the time for me to feel happy!

Well…the vice-homeroom teacher don’t look like she’s in her twenties, late or early I don’t care. But hey, she looks even younger than me, something weird if you think about it. The Clothes are irrelevant, it’s adult clothes…wait, it does look striking too.

The fact that she's wearing glasses did not make her mature, at all. Ichika-nii, even you realize it don’t you?

"Then everyone, let's get along with each other for the next year~"

"......"

Your own embarrassment makes tense atmosphere. I screamed mentally.

Seems like she’s not experienced enough, at least in the front of students. At least she looks and act nice.

I gave him a cool smile and reassuring look, seems like it was effective enough to ease his fidget, though his expression still shout loud that he’s going to snap.

UH OH! ICHIKA-NII IT’S YOUR…GAH!

"...san, ORIMURA ICHIKA-SAN."

"Ye-yes!?"

JEEZ, how embarrassing. Everyone is almost breaking out of control, laughing. Thank God, only snickers and spurt here and there was heard.

Truth to be told Ichika-nii, you're not that bad at handling girls (if that bossy tomboy - I mean Gotanda-Imouto is any indication)

"W-well, I'm sorry for calling you out so loudly. Are, are you angry? Sorry, sorry! But, that, self-introductions, we started from 'あ' (a), and now we're at 'お (o)' for Orimura-san now. So, pl-... please, could you introduce yourself? Could, could you?"

She bowed politely, and her spectacle sliding down…ah, what a ditz…wait, that kind of submissive attitude! It's dangerous sensei! Even Ichika is bothered, oh whatever, I don’t care anymore! Stop staring on those jugs!

Oh he's not staring on them.

"No, about that, there's no need to continue apologizing... besides, it's just a self-introduction, so please calm down, sensei."

"Re-really? Really? Really? Ok, yo-you said it, so you better do it!"

HOW DARE YOU HOLDING HIS HANDS AFTER YOU STARTLED HIM LIKE THAT!

Guh, no wait, it’s his fault. Why? Ichika-nii why? You’re at least five years younger than her! You attract a lot of attention!

Besides, I'm here cheering you from behind, even if mentally. Ichika-nii!

He stood up in an instant, leered aside and behind. Everyone’s eyes were pointed at him in a manner of Armor Piercing bullet, and it made him nervous. Even I could feel it!

In the middle of February, we, as third-years, were heading towards the examination center.

"If I want to get into the high school nearest my house, why must I go to a place that's four stops away from it...and today's so cold..."

“Stop complaining, you’re the one being enthusiastic abut this darned exam”

My Twin sister complained to me! What an useless brother I am.

Due to a cheating case last year, the government would only divulge the location of each school's entrance exams 2 days before the actual thing. Though I feel that it's completely redundant, as you all can imagine, I was only a third-year at the time. Besides, what could I say? Basically, I could only bear grudges as I headed towards the examination center.

My ideal school was Aoetsu Private School that was near my house, average standard in education, and has a school festival.

If there's any special advantage that's worth mentioning, it's that the private school's fees are extremely cheap, exceptionally cheap.

Why? That's simple. This is because 90% of all the graduates of this school are employed in jobs related to this school's corporation.

Even if it wasn't like the employment freeze, it's something worth being happy about when you can be taken care of right after your graduation.

And there are too many wonderful jobs out there, and besides, it's all localized. There's no need to worry about flying to one rural place on one day. Really wonderful.

“You’re just trying to run from Chifuyu-nee, don’t you?”

Ah, the might of magic. No, this is what we call human minds and behavior, there’s always someone, somewhere in the world able to decipher your expression and act into exact words.

In my case thought, it’ my own Twin sister Madoka.

Before you ask, Madoka looks and act like mini-Chifuyu, at first glance anyway. Madoka is really short fused, if you known her better.

If Chifuyu-nee is tungsten, then Madoka is tungsten plated graphite, he mask crack bigger the harder you hit.

The more you reveal her dark side, and ah.

“As if you’re don’t” I told her and grin.

Her face flushed, and her arms cradling to mine. I noticed how close and intimate this scene is.

This weather must be really cold, colder than I could complain.

As for my house, quite a few things happened. My parents are no longer around, and though my older sister, who's a lot older than me, has taken care of me for quite some time, I've always felt inferior for having no parents. I Have this twin sister that also superior in everyway to me, adding salt to the injury indeed.

Of course I love her; she’s my sister after all. And she’s always stayed beside me, for the best and worst. We’re like inseparable pieces of puzzle they said.

On a side note, even though we are not poor since Chifuyu-nee's earnings are good, I'd still feel bad if I continue to be a burden to her.

At first, I thought of working immediately after graduating from middle school, but due to my big sister's overwhelming strength -—- primarily brute strength --— I couldn't overcome them, so until then, I was still an examinee.

However, getting into this Aoetsu Private School was like finding a job. At the same time, I could reduce Chifuyu-nee's burden—however, it doesn't really have anything to do with reducing her burden, it's just that I wanted to do it.

It was strange, in case of Madoka, she could easily enter most of the prestigious school and ensuring a bright(er) future. Why she follows me into this definitely ordinary High School remains a mystery.

Thanks to a year of cramming, I was designated as a class A student. Madoka however always been All-star student…

Even geniuses are human, they can do mistake, even if rarely. From that day, she swore an oath that she’ll become ultra-disciplined student, hey, now you’re more like Mini-Guan-Yu than ever!

As usual, I went about taking exams, and as usual, I was accepted as per normal, so I wasn't nervous when I walked into the examinations area.

Where’s the place again? Oh, how the heck we’ve ended in this place? Second floor? AH! Why they have to make this city hall so complicated! This is a labyrinth? Glass wall? And what with those stupidly high ceilings?

Who design this place! You call this true art? I call it inefficiency! And they call me stupid for stating the truth?

Rambling aside, there’s a door, and curse Madoka and her mischievous curiosity, she entered it without thinking. As screw it, I’ve been tired of walking anyway, so I’ve follow her.

"Ah—you should be an examinee, right? Alright, head over to the opposite side and change. We're in a rush here. Here, we can only loan it up till 4 o'clock, and we can't extend it any further. Really, I don't know what the government is thinking here..."

The hell what’s with that thirtysomething woman? She gave Madoka instruction even though she’s not looking at her at all. Madoka even so far gave her a red-eye! And then she left…

“What a lazy examiner” Madoka snorted.

Talking about yourself huh, Imouto?

“Shut up”

Don’t read my mind, dang it. Speaking of which, why the examiner told us to change clothes? Is this anti-cheating measure? School these days is very creative…

Pulled the curtain, we found something interesting, or rather, mysterious.

A knight bow in the might of Orimura twins and swearing its eternal allegiance! Thy lord shall come to bless you!

NO WAIT! It’s really an armor suit, huge, bulky, yet and the time sleek and elegant. Graceful and yet at the same time showing its rigid strength. It was posed as kneeling.

On a side note, it has no torso and head.

“Whoa, Infinite Stratos!” Madoka chirped, “Look Ichika, an IS”

“I knew it”

Intended as space exploration machines, IS has performance level so high that one unit singlehandedly turned a medium nation’s worth of naval fleet during an Incident known as ‘White Knight Incident’.

From that day, IS was well known as some sort of Weapon of Mass Destruction, thus require a strict regulation in possession and deployment. Alaska Treaty was born.

Problem is, only girls can operate them. In front of me, an IS is nothing more than an Inanimate suit of armor, so heavy I can’t even lift my finger inside it.

“Hey! Hey! Can I try this?”

“We’re almost late for the Aoetsu exam” Not that I care anymore, anyway “But go ahead”

Cheerful and excited, you know, I’m not overstating it that this side of her is a rare sight, probably not even one week once.

My chest felt warm and somehow I gained 200% spirit every time this happens.

The arrangement of torso section somehow accentuated her figure, now that is uncomfortable, really.

Chuckled, I try to touch the 150cm long leg…and somehow it reacts.

Information flowing into my minds, so many information that is alien, yet at the same time seems like they’re always been in my brain for years. Basic movement, range of engagement, operation time, utility tool, safety measure, basic armament, maneuver, enemy recognition, sensitivity, gyroscopic control, armor residual, etc. etc.

“Ichika… this is-“

“Wha, what happened?” I gasped.

“It couldn’t be!”

“But he’s a guy”

By the time I get a grasp of reality, I was inside the IS, and the world that I saw through the data of the 'IS' was like—

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~MADOKA POV~
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"Hm— ...well, I'm Orimura Ichika. I'll be in your care."

Oh well, that's a good start, look, only this time I'll allow the girls gave you some sort of expectation.

You had to make a good first impression, after all.

Whooosh~

Why it's so silent? I thought....

"That's all"

My head fell to the desk, so did everyone else’s. Stupid niichan is stupid, he seems like realized it and have some sort of stupid internal monologue again during that introduction, the reason he's distracted.

Speaking of which, only 85% of the time I can guess his mind right, contrast to everyone’s thought that Twins shared their minds all the time.

"Ichika, you baka" I muttered rather loudly.

Oh, looks like he heard it.

And ouch, there was legendary Guan Yu in action, smacked Ichi-nii in the head. Cue epic war music start, enhancing the badass entry of Guan Yu, oh my oniichan is awesome, still alive in front of her might...

Wait, she said she's not Guan Yu? And OUCH!

"Ah, Orimura-sensei, is the meeting over?"

Now everyone will knew our ties to the legendary Guan Yu, I mean Orimura Chifuyu. Sayonara, normal school life...

"Ah, Yamada-sensei. It's been tough on you, forcing you to make them introduce themselves."

HOW DARE HER RECEIVE SUCH GENTLE, LIU-BEI VOICE FROM CHIFUYU-NEE!

"CHIFUYU-NEE?!"

Great, we synchronized our wail. Maybe we should form a romantic singing duet...wait a minute.

By the way, why the HELL Chifuyu-nee is here?? She only came home once or twice a month, and the hell I and my niichan did not know what kind of job she did! I was never informed of it, at all. And what's with the tight fitting black suit? How ecchi!

"Orimura-Imouto, show him more appropriate way"

I stand up rather calmly and blinked twice.

"My name is Orimura Madoka, younger twin sister of Orimura Ichika. I have no doubt about my brother and my own potential and that's why we're sitting here. I hope we can be friends and achieve our goal to be exceptional students together! Nice to meet you all!" I shouted, in a voice could be mistaken for terminator, err... my older sister.

Oh the reactions, Jesus, THE REACTIONS! They squeaked and squealed, cried "How cool" and "So happy to be your friends!"

"Everyone, my name is Orimura Chifuyu, and my duty is that for this one year, I'll be training you in the operations and controls of IS. Everything I teach, you have to remember, and understand. To those who can't understand, I'll teach till they can. My job is to thoroughly train you in your youth, from the age of 15 to 16. You can oppose my attitude, but you have to listen to what I say. Roger that?"

Cue the shriek of excitement, Chifuyu-neesama is awesome!

"KYAAA—! It's Chifuyu-sama, it's the real Chifuyu-sama herself!"

"I've always been your follower!"

"I came to this school from North Kyuushuu because I admired you, onee-sama!"

"I came all the way from southern Hokkaido!"

"I'm so happy to be taught by Chifuyu-sama!"

"I'll gladly die for Chifuyu-sama!"

"...it's really quite a sight to see so many idiots gather here every year. What a surprise? Or is there a special reason? Are these idiots here only to attend my class?"

Thanks sherlock, it's very obvious isn't it?

"KYAAAHH! ONEE-SAMA! SCOLD US MORE! CONTINUE TO SCOLD US MORE!!"

"BUT BE GENTLE TO US FROM TIME TO TIME!"

"AND BE EXTREMELY ELEGANT AFTERWARDS~!"

Oh no, now they're being masochist too??

That aside, Ichika-niichan seems to be relieved that the attention now all absorbed by Chifuyu-nee. I also understand how surprised he is that now our beloved oneesan is our Homeroom teacher.

God is a sitcom writer for sure.

"Oi, so you failed to make even a simple greeting?"

WA! So cruel, how can you do that to Ichika-nii?!

"No, Chifuyu-nee, I—"

He's getting slapped in the head again, Chifuyu-nee, you realize that without beating, his brain is already broken aren't you?

"Call me Orimura-sensei."

"...Yes, Orimura-sensei." he whined, poor him.

"Eh...? Then, it means that Orimura-kun is Chifuyu-sama's younger brother...?"

"Maybe that has something to do with him being the only man in the world that can use the IS?"

"Ah~ Great. I really wanted to switch him over."

KNOW YOUR PLACE!! I roared mentally. Seriously, this is getting out of hand!

"Even her little sister is cool just like her"

"KYAA!! You're right! Madoka-sama is not bad too!!"

BUDDHA! PLEASE! SAVE THIS ACADEMY FROM SEXUAL DEVIATION! for that matter, at least protect me from some sort of sexual Harassment -except if it's Ichika, wait NO-!

Wait, does that means Ichika-nii is 'The Savior of Heterosexuality'?

I made Madoka brash and temperament, but acting cool outside, all the way, like...Mini-Chifuyu. But she could be herself in front of Ichika or Chifuyu, and probably the rest of Harem... if they could be closer with her of course...

Oh and yes, in her monologue, she always call him 'Ichika-nii' but in conversation she did not add honorifics, talk about pride...